Almost didn’t make it: nearly cut my throat trying to get the fucking salad done for lunch. Perhaps in 2012 TLA can add Jamie Oliver to his list of Irrational Hatreds.
Love on the tracks? Ain’t no surprise. Buy me a ticket, and I’ll tell you you are a flower.

Either Tim Winton told Luc Longley to throw away his shoes, or a fisherman’s wife is barefoot in North Fremantle.
Remember that patsy Orbea saying in September there wasn’t a CHOGM tie? What a rube. The CHOGM tie maketh the man. I will scorn and mock Orbea as I sit with my blonde trophy wife at my glorious table that groaneth with sweetmeats and Moet and that fucking beetroot and feta salad.





I’m sure the salad was stupendous DFOC. I worry about you getting beetroot on that crisp white shirt though. Here’s hoping KK has the stain remover at the ready.
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Yep. He’s a regular Hannah Hart.
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“Perhaps in 2012 TLA can add Jamie Oliver to his list of Irrational Hatreds.”
Eh?
Wots irrational about that???
Happy Festering Season, folks.
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Sweet jesus. You shot the beetroot.
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It was coming right for him. Look what it’s done to that tie.
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Was polyester the official fabric of CHOGM?
Superb outraging, as always.
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Merry Christmas youse worsting cunts
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I see our run of Outrage Sundays without him shoehorning a shot of himself in has come to an end.
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The camera adores me.
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Is it not moustache in November, goatee in May?
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I make my own rules – and then break them.
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Re the CHOGM tie – arse biscuits, nun, feck, drink
Nice score, did you have to dance to get that tie?
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How did the shoes get there?
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